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    But Haohao's grandma in the room didn't say why her grandson wasn't there. She just pulled Wang Fan and talked happily.

    "I heard from my son that he was very lucky this year. He actually won a lottery ticket, and all the wages owed by his boss years ago were paid to them. With this money, he bought a small house in the county town and waited for next year.  Then I moved there, and then Haohao went to elementary school in the county. Such a good thing, my old lady will feel at ease even if she dies! "

    Haohao's grandma looked at Wang Fan as if she was seeing her own relative. She kept chattering to her with a very happy look on her face. This moved Wang Fan deeply. This old woman was really good.

    There is also his grandson Haohao. Fortunately, I cooked a meal for him last time. After eating it, her body will slowly get better and she will suffer less pain!

    "How could it happen? You will live a good life of happiness for many more years, so don't worry. Your son and grandson will get better and better in the future. I happened to be passing by here today, and I remembered the last time I had dinner at your house.  Things, so let¡¯s take a look, good intentions always pay off.

    So don¡¯t worry, why haven¡¯t you seen your grandson Haohao? That kid is really sensible and lovable!  "

    Wang Fan and Hao Hao's grandma were chatting about Hao Hao's affairs. Liu Jinhua on the side had been looking at the two people in front of her curiously, and then she could interject.

    "Haohao and his father went out together. A relative of his family was teaching in the village primary school. It was about to be on holiday. There were not many strong laborers in the village, so his relatives asked Haohao's father to help overhaul the primary school.  one time.

    To avoid heavy snowfall during the Chinese New Year.  There was no one in the school, which would overwhelm the house by then.  In the coming year, some children had no place to go to school, so his father went there early in the morning.  Hao Hao couldn't stay idle at home, so he had to go with his father, so they should still be in school today, and it is estimated that no one will be back until tonight!  "

    When Liu Jinhua talked about the school in the village, Wang Fan was stunned for a moment. When he came last time, didn't he hear Hao Hao's grandma say that the village was inconvenient and Hao Hao had no place to go to school?  Why is there another primary school now?

    "Is the school nearby? Is it far?"

    Wang Fan was thinking about this and asked casually.  He came here mainly to see Hao Hao today, because Lin Feng said that Hao Hao's forehead was black and blue, which was probably a bit of a disaster. Wang Fan wanted to make sure that it was because he bought goods from Sanjie Supermarket that he was treated badly.  Destiny plays a role?

    So Wang Fan still wants to find Hao Hao and see what Lin Feng said.

    "This school is not very far. It's very quick to ride a motorcycle, but it takes an hour or two to walk. The key is that many places are on small roads, overgrown with weeds, and there are small rivers on the road, and sometimes the bridges will be washed away.  At that time, I just didn¡¯t want Haohao to go to school alone, so I was always worried that he would have no place to go to school

    It¡¯s okay now. If my son moves to the county next year.  Then Haohao will have a place to go to school in the future, and he won¡¯t have to worry anymore"

    Grandma Haohao is getting old.  He repeated the same sentence several times, but it was still difficult to conceal the happiness in his heart.  But Wang Fan finally understood what she meant, that is, Haohao and his father went to the village primary school.

    As for the village primary school, it seems that there are still dozens of miles of mountain roads from where he is now, and it feels like it is not very easy to walk. Even so, Wang Fan still plans to go and see Haohao.

    Wang Fan declined the efforts of Grandma Haohao and her family to stay. He excused himself as having something to do and wanted to wander around the mountain, so he and Chujiu went to the village primary school in the direction Grandma Haohao told them.

    There are many big trees on the slopes of Shennongling. At this time of year, everything is bare and there are no people around. Weeds half-deep on the ground grow everywhere. From time to time, there are clattering sounds, as if there are grass in the grass.  Rabbits and pheasants flew by!

    ¡°The air in this place is pretty good, with mostly blue sky and few people, but it¡¯s really inconvenient for children to go to school!¡±

    Wang Fan raised his eyes and looked around. Everyone's children are his treasures. This Haohao is smart and cute, but he is too young. If he really goes to school like this every day, it would be really uneasy. The area is deserted and full of animals.  , it¡¯s really worrying.

    I remember when the children in Jiangcheng went to school, the children who were much older than Haohao all needed to be picked up and dropped off by their grandparents and protected. How dare they be allowed to walk alone?

    No wonder that although there is a primary school in the village, Haohao's grandma has always been worried about Haohao, saying that she is afraid that he will have no place to study?

    An adult would be scared to walk in a place like this, let alone a child as old as Haohao. Wang Fan looked at the scene in front of him. If you didn't go there in person, you would never have thought of such a situation.??So desolate and poor?

    "A place like this does have some spiritual energy. There are no people here, so it is most convenient for people like us to live there. If there is some chance, the fairies can just practice for hundreds or thousands of years!"

    Chujiu looked at such a place from his own perspective, and what he said was true. However, a place suitable for fairies to live would be a challenge for humans with weak abilities.

    Wang Fan followed the location mentioned by Grandma Chujiu and soon saw a desolate and sad school at the foot of a mountain. The school's walls were broken down and overgrown with weeds, but the playground and classrooms could vaguely be seen.

    There is a flag on the playground. Although it has lost its color due to wind and rain, it is still fluttering in the wind, adding some vitality to this dilapidated school. And more than a dozen rickety tile-roofed houses are prominent in Shennong Ridge.  The place where I saw the barren mountains was a bit abrupt and eye-catching!

    Although the school house was surrounded by weeds, you could still see the path and the sound of children reading. Wang Fan glanced at it and noticed that Haohao's father was repairing a small house.

    The small house was covered with a plastic sheet, which rustled in the north wind. The plastic sheet was already in tatters, and about half a foot of yellow mud was pressed on it. Judging from the appearance of the small house, it probably  It looks like a toilet.

    Hao Hao¡¯s father had taken off his coat and was only wearing a thick handmade sweater whose color could not be seen even after washing. He was lowering his head to reinforce the toilet. As for Hao Hao, Wang Fan did not see it.

    "Is it in those classrooms? Let's go and have a look!"

    Wang Fan thought to himself. Although Haohao's father knew him, he was engrossed in doing things at this time and didn't even notice that two uninvited guests came to the elementary school.

    Wang Fan has a sharp ear and eyesight. He has long heard Mandarin with cadences and dialects. At this time, he was teaching the children. Wang Fan found the middle classroom and went up to take a look. He was stunned for a moment because he saw  The part I arrived at was so shocking.

    In a classroom of about 100 square meters, the open windows on all sides were blocked with plastic sheets. Nails were used to pass some scraps of paper through them, and they were fixed on the windows to replace the glass.

    The cement on the floor of a large classroom has turned into pits and uneven areas with exposed loess, and the cement is covered with large and small cracks.

    In such a classroom, there are only seven or eight sparse, dirty children of different heights. They look to be about seven to ten years old, and their eyes are shining with wisdom and curiosity.

    Among the seven or eight children, one of them was writing something on the black blackboard that could barely be seen. It must be a mathematical formula. The handwriting was large and crooked. The child's hand holding the chalk looked like a red and swollen carrot.  There was also a big gash on the back of the hand, and a lot of the flesh and blood inside was exposed.

    But the child didn't seem to care about the scars on his hands, and just concentrated on writing the formulas on the blackboard. The remaining two or three children, who were only seven or eight years old, were gathered in front of a porcelain basin, because  There was a fire burning on the basin with weeds and branches. The branches were very small, and the flames crackled from time to time, illuminating the rosy faces of the two or three children.

    "The formulas written by Wang Xiaohu are good, and everything is done correctly. It can be seen that the child usually listens very attentively. Now you can go down and warm yourself by the fire. I will teach the second grade children later. Let's take a break first!"

    The speaker was an old man in his forties with a Chinese-speaking face. He was of medium height and had thick eyebrows. His back was slightly stooped. Although his voice was hoarse, he spoke clearly. Wang Xiaohu, who was writing on the blackboard, listened.  When the teacher said this, he cheered and ran from the blackboard to the brazier.

    The other three children made room for Wang Xiaohu to put his red hands on the brazier. They might have been frozen, but Wang Xiaohu's hands were almost touching the flames jumping on the brazier.

    The red flames reflected his cheeks, filling his face with a happy smile after being praised by the teacher.

    As Wang Xiaohu ran to the brazier and the teacher gave an order, the other children all ran and laughed and gathered around the brazier. Then you squeezed me and I squeezed you, laughing.  Happily warming up around the brazier.

    The teacher, at this time, bent down and picked up the firewood placed by the brazier, then broke it and put it into the brazier. His movements were extremely skillful, with a normal smile on his face, and the firewood floated from time to time in the brazier.  The rising smoke made the teacher closest to the living room cough violently.

    "Ahem, the fire hasn't started yet, so don't get too close, or you'll burn yourself."Please stay away from each other, please be careful if you want to fight!  "

    The teacher coughed twice and warned the children. Wang Fan noticed that there were eight children, big and small, but there was no Hao Hao. So where did Hao Hao go?  (To be continued)
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